Surname Jiang!
Ruan Qi's heart pounded twice. He sat up subconsciously and asked in a tight voice, "where's the man's picture?"
"No."
"No?" Ruan Qi frowned. "No one?"
"Yes." Wen ran paused with a slow voice, "not only there are no photos of the leader surnamed Jiang, but there are no photos of the 820 case."
Ruan Qi's eyebrows twisted into a dead knot.
No pictures of the case?
How is this possible?
"Brother wenran, do you mean that there were only text messages in the 8 / 20 incident ten years ago?" she asked again reluctantly.
The Wen ran on the other end of the phone gave a 'um'.
"I hacked into the relevant domestic systems and networks and didn't find any photos of the disappearance of children on August 20. Even the text messages were only a few. Xiao Qi, this is very strange."
It's really strange.
If this case caused a great sensation in that year, the relevant system will never have only a few records.
But now, I can't find anything. It's like... Someone deliberately erased it.
When things go wrong, there will be demons.
Ruan Qi vaguely felt that the dream that had been haunting her might really have something to do with the 8 / 20 disappearance.
Just, what happened?
Who erased the information of the whole case?
Ruan Qi gradually became absorbed. Wen ran at the other end of the phone was a little worried about her mood and asked softly, "Xiao Qi, do you want to continue to check this matter?"
"Check." the little girl didn't think about it and answered very decisively.
Wen ran frowned gently, hesitated for a moment, and expressed his doubts: "Xiao Qi, it is obvious that someone wants to cover up this case deliberately. This person has great means and power. If we want to continue our in-depth investigation, we may have to take other ways."
A hacker's "other ways" will certainly not be very bright.
Ruan Qi nodded and said without hesitation, "then use those methods. I think, with the strength of our 'Tianlu', as long as there is a network, there is absolutely nothing we can't find!"
……
The call with Wen ran ended soon.
The bedroom was quiet again. Ruan Qi sat on the bed, staring at the dark mobile phone screen with beautiful peach eyes.
In the system, Bai Li heard the conversation between the two people clearly.
He carefully noticed the little girl's look, tangled for a while, and trembled to test, "that... Girl, what do you think of what Wen ran said just now?"
Ruan Qi's eyelashes trembled twice, looked down at the mobile phone and didn't speak.
"..." Bai Li's nervous palms were sweating.
He coughed heavily like a cover up, "in fact, I think that the 8.20 event may be just a coincidence. Will the early year of the river in your dream be the illusion caused by too much reading of the script..."
"No." Ruan Qi suddenly opened his mouth.
Bai Li didn't react for a moment and was stunned, "what?"
"Jiang chunian is not my illusion, nor is it just a dream." Ruan Qi slowly raised his head, and a pair of slightly picked peach eyes clearly disappeared in the dim light. "My intuition tells me that he is the criminal leader surnamed Jiang in the 8.20 case!"
"As long as I understand this case, maybe I can find out whether I have amnesia."
"Maybe the memory I once lost is related to this 8.20."
The speechless white glass that was wronged: "...."
What kind of experience is it to have a too smart host?
Shit, somebody help him!